Idealised workspace, 2011

Having not much time to actually shoot anything interesting as of late, one can also fall back on taking soulful images of carefully (although only somewhat) arranged domestic disarray featuring pieces of history which has absolutely no direct correlation to oneself, apart from the fact you sourced and paid for it via god-only-knows how many hands.

 

Does such sickening cynicism make this more or less interesting an image (or indeed at all?)

Done